"But Uncle Da, you're really screwing us over, with just these few huts, we can't possibly fit so many people!"
Wang Fugui spoke bluntly, glancing at the assembled crowd!
There were a total of 16 people present, but only three houses—how could they accommodate everyone?
"Cough, cough! I'm truly sorry, I didn't expect the Sect Master to agree to come! I thought even if the Sect Master came, there'd only be one person, so it would be manageable to host!"
Ye Fan sighed helplessly, "It's already late today, let's find an inn in a nearby town to make do for now! We'll deal with everything tomorrow!"
Ye Fan had no idea what was going on with those bandits on the mountain; even if they were going to act, it'd be best to wait until tomorrow.
"Sect Master, I apologize!"
Uncle Da bowed deeply to Ye Fan with genuine embarrassment and a hint of sheepishness.
Because, in a way, Jiang Yingda had indeed deceived Ye Fan.
"No worries! Things will improve, hopefully soon!"
